In the vast sea of the Northern Region, a fleet with different flags sailed majestically towards Dark North Island.
This fleet was clearly formed by many factions. Although they were sailing in the same direction, there was a distance between the different factions.
In the center of the many fleets was a fleet of black warships. On the masts of each warship hung the ferocious and domineering Demon Statue flag, representing the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"Damn it!"
On the largest warship in the middle of the Heavenly Demon Sect's fleet, because Demon Han Zhao's thoughts were connected, a trace of joy appeared in his eyes when he learned of Huo Longteng's death.
"Next, we'll see how this battle goes."
Demon Han Zhao stood by the window and looked at the endless sea. He sighed with emotion.
